Lion
“God, what is wrong with me?” I sobbed. The pages of my journal blurred as tears filled my eyes and poured down my face. My heart felt like it was breaking into a
Jealousy
My cousin Joel and I have always had an interesting relationship, although by “interesting” I mean “deeply dysfunctional.” One year older than me, Joel had latched onto me, his only source of friendship
A Writer's Confession
Songs are like birds in my chest Unlocked by warmth and laughter, Bursting free in a fast beat, Alone and free in the empty sky, Suddenly I’m breathing. Poems are like dark